Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1887-10-31

@Whew!1 whistied Teddy under his breath
Am III win de race as sure as I'm fut high
an, L,rry, yen git yer legs Strengthened
What are yon saying!' asked Arcola's
owner, as they stepped into the stables
81 was sayin', boss, dat I'd win de race
IL hope you will, but, my young man, don't
count your chickens before they are Matched.
Get into that suit. Hold GU. How much do
you weight"
Eighty seven pounds i'm
"Arcola carries eighty-eight. Put on this
WOODEN shirt. That weighs a pound. Now
guess you'll tip The scales o X when you
weigh in"
Twenty minutes nfterward Teddy was in
the saddle and had received instructions from
the owner He was not to make an effort for
the race until turning INTO the homestreteh.
Then he was to hold a tight reign, and, if
necessary, use the whip. The owner of Ar
cola wound up with: Don't get into
pocket, and win this if you want to make
$1,000"
"Dont get into pocket Plat the diyil is
that's But, anyway, Ill do my best. ''solilo-
quized Teddy, as he slowly cantered up and
down, and the name Of Burke went up as
Arcolas rider and tat of Higgins went
down.
Who's BurkeTn was the query that went
round the grounds, but no one knew, and
Mr.. johnson less than any, for he did not
recognize his stable boy. After three at
tempts the starters flag fell and Teddy was
III for it. He could see the hors.s in front of
him, hear them behind hlm, yet Arcola ran
steady and kind. The bridle rein Law upon
his neck, and the motion was easy and exhil-
arating Around the first turn and he still
held his own. On the backstretch Teddy saw
that he was dropping back. He leaned for
ward, patted his horse upon the neck and
spoke to him. He improved his position, and
around by the stables he was fourth and rum
ming easy.
On the grand stand all was excitement
Ladies were waving their handkerchiefs,
men were MISUNDERSTANDING, and as the racers,
now strung out, with & bunch at the tail,
turned into the hoInestretch a cry went up:
my God look at Arcola comel He winsI
he winsi"
As Teddy turned into the homestyetch he
remembered his employers instructions, and,
gathering the reins with firm hand, he
drew Arcolas head up, and the horse leaped
by two of his opponents, but the other in the
ltsll Noulu nave u 81. utn ltOuY
sorted to his whip, and right good persuader
it was, for with every muscle quivering the
gallant beast took heart again. His feet
moved with lightning like rapidity, and the
pace became too hot for the leader, who
showed signs of quitting. Then came driv-
ing finish, but 100 feet from the wire the nose
Of Arcola slowly showed by and went on I'M
til Teddy's stirrup was at the bride of the
other wonder. Suddenly there arose ire
mendous shout: "Arcola wins! Hurrah for
Burketn
Arcola passed. under the wire winner by
half a length. Cheer after cheer was rendins
the air when a hush came over the multi
tude and cry of horror went up.
"Arcola is DOWN.
Fifteen horses Numbered by over the luck
less horse and his hapless rider. Women
tainted and strong men grew pale The
owner of Arcola, with tears in his eyes, knelt
in the dust with the inanimate form of Teddy
in his arms, and short distance away, with
a broken neck, lay Arcola, who had beaten
the record. Tenderly they bore Teddy to the
| paddock and laid him upon the grass throw
ing water in his face. A physician who was
present did all in his power to resuscitate
him Teddy opened bis eyes and gazsd
| wildly about. They rested on Arcola's
| owner
al won de race, boss" b. said slowly and
with great pain.
Yes, you did, my boy I'll take care Of
you till you well, and you shall have the
$1,000"
Il don't need de money, boss. Dat money
is for Larry. Give it to Mr.. Johnson, boss
for Larry. Cos I'm goin' ter croak, boss"
| A shiver came over him and he closed hi.
| eyes.
| any heart aches, boss. l guess I'm mos
| gone. Yes, boss, l won de race. Give d.
money ter Larry Yers yer Sun an Worl,
Evenin' Sun, boss, on'y a cent, on'y "a
cent-Dsre's bright light over dere, boss.
won de race-boss"
The gray pallor Of death was upon his face
His head turned YEARLY, and Teddy wa
dead. New York Evening Sun